Download All's Well That Ends (Amanda Pepper, Book 14) by Gillian Roberts PDF

Amanda's buddy Sasha's stepmother has simply devoted suicide—although, in accordance with Sasha, Phoebe Ennis could by no means have killed herself, specially now not whereas having a drink and donning a pink silk shirt and pink sandals with four-inch heels. Amanda isn't persuaded, yet reluctantly is of the same opinion to aid examine the woman's death, notwithstanding the facts for foul play is slender. actual, the middle-aged compulsive collector of knickknacks wasn't universally enjoyed. Phoebe's personal son hated her, and he or she bored her associates to loss of life with tricks of her "royal" lineage. And with 4 marriages in the back of her, she was once already getting ready to announce her renewed availability on the internet. but if one other girl is located lifeless in Phoebe's condominium, it turns into transparent that anything is certainly murderously amiss, and masses toward domestic than Amanda or somebody else can have imagined.

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But watching him trot away, she found herself thinking of the ending of Animal Farm, where it was no longer possible to tell the men from the pigs, or the pigs from the men. c h a p t e r 2 Two days out of five, Tess still turned in the wrong direction when she left her office at day’s end. She headed south, to her old apartment in Fells Point, instead of north, to the house where she had lived for almost a year. She did it again after the Porcine One’s visit and chided herself under her breath.

And the rules of confidentiality made it tricky. She sometimes thought about “hiring” Crow and paying him the princely sum of, say, one dollar a year, so she could tell him everything. Luckily, the Porcine One wasn’t a client, so she could gossip about him freely—and meanly. But Crow was not as amused as Tess was by the tale of John P. Kennedy. “Jesus, Tess, it would be awful if he found someone 25 who was willing to do it. ” “He won’t find anyone. ” The greyhound had sneaked into the room and draped herself at their feet like a heavy, furry quilt.

But she had read the dutiful accounts in the Beacon-Light every year. The visit was, in some ways, Baltimore’s groundhog, a dead-of-winter ritual that held a promise of spring. “I wouldn’t take the knowledge public. I’d simply use it to ensure he paid me what I’m owed. If I’m right,” he added. ” “Which would only make it worse. ” Mr. Kennedy sniffed. “And it will end one day, for whatever reason. Everything ends. Does that woman still go to Valentino’s grave? Does Joe DiMaggio still send flowers to Marilyn Monroe, now that he’s dead?